Freak of the Week: Sweet Kaos Surprise
The other day, my daughter was home “sick” from school. Knowing she was full of it, I did what any good parent would do– dragged her to the pharmacy to buy the world’s worst-tasting medicine. That’ll teach her…
In the Rite Aid parking lot, we spot this:
I ditch my coughing child and start snapping:
Then my kid catches up & probes, “Hey Mom, who do you think drives a car like this?” Hmmm.. tinted windows, pimp paint job, shiny wheels & then, there’s that grill:
Who slaps a Rolls Royce grill & 22s on a Magnum wagon? Gangster? Drug dealer? Gulp. I respond calmly, “I’m not sure, but they may not be friendly. Let’s go!” Just as we start to flee the scene, “Chirp, chirp!” A woman walks up, “Excuse me.”
She unlocks the Dodge and opens the driver’s side door. My jaw drops. “We like your car,” my daughter says. As I wait for this chic to unleash her AK47 or for a Cholo husband to pop out of the truck, she says, “It’s been a long time coming. A real labor of love.”
Now, I’m rarely dumbstruck. A loss for words, I never have. But this woman totally stumped me– not only was she the owner and creator of this masterpiece, but there was a booster in the backseat and, based on appearances, she could’ve been on the school PTA.
What a joke. Who am I– a moonlighting motorhead mother of two, to be surprised by Sweet Kaos? That’ll teach me….